p 2 'My life is spent with grief,' I cry'd, 'My years consum'd in groans; 'My strength decays, mine eyes are dry'd, e 3 Among mine enemies, my name 4 Slander and fear on ev'ry side PAUSE. [5 How great deliv'rance thou hast wro't, The lying lips to silence brought, 6 Thy children, from the strife of tongues, Guard them from infamy and wrongs, 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, • No fenced city, wall'd and barr'd, 0 1 e PSALM 32. S. M. Dover. [*] Forgiveness of Sins upon Confession. BLESSED souls are they, Whose sins are cover'd o'er; Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. 2 They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care; 3 While I conceal'd my guilt, - Till I confess'd my sins to thee, 4 Let sinners learn to pray, Let saints keep near the throne; Our help in times of deep distress, C. M. Colchester. [*] Free Pardon and sincere Obedience. • 1 [HAPPY the man to whom his God No more imputes his sin; -3 His spirit hates deceit and lies, He guards his heart, he guards his eyes, e 4 While I my inward guilt supprest, Thy wrath lay burning in my breast, -5 Then I confess'd my troubled thoughts, • Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults, Thy grace my pardon seal'd. -6 This shall invite thy saints to pray; When, like a raging flood, d Temptations rise, our strength and stay L. M. FIRST PART. Green's. Quercy. [*] 1 B Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God; 2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord He pleads no merit of reward, And not on works, but grace relies. 3 From guile his heart and lips are free; His humble joy, his holy fear, o 4 How glorious is that righteousness, L. M. SECOND PART. Quercy. Bath. [*] e 1 W My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments does my conscience feel, 2 I spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess; -Thy gospel speaks a pardoning word, o Thy holy Spirit seals the grace. 3 For this shall every humble soul Make swift addresses to thy seat; e When floods of huge temptations roll, —There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, e When days grow dark and storms appear; -And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from every snare. PSALM 33. C. M. 1ST PART. St. Martin's. [*] Works of Creation and Providence. • 1 R This work belongs to you; EJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, Sing of his name, his ways, his word, o 2 His mercy and his righteousness e 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, With fear before him stand: g He spake, and nature took its birth, 6 He scorns the angry nations' rage, C. M. 1 B Arundel. SECOND PART. Colchester. Mear. [*] Creatures vain: and GOD all-sufficient. LEST is the nation, where the Lord Has fixed his gracious throne; Where he reveals his heav'nly word And calls their tribes his own. 2 His eye, with infinite survey, Does the whole world behold; He form'd us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble mould, d 3 Kings are not rescu'd by the force Nor speed, nor courage of an horse, e 4 Vain is the strength of beasts, or men, • But holy souls from God obtain e 5 God is their fear, and God their trust, o 6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, For we have made thy word our choice, 0 1 P. M. FIRST PART. St. Helen's. [*] Your Maker's praise becomes your voice, E holy souls, in God rejoice, Great is your theme, your songs be new; Sing of his name, his word, his ways, His works of nature, and of grace, How wise and holy, just and true! -2 Justice and truth he ever loves, e How wide they shine from north to south! Were all the starry armies made. 3 He gathers the wide flowing seas, Those watery treasures know their place, In the vast store-house of the deep: g He spake—and gave all nature birth! And fires, and seas, and heav'n and earth, His everlasting orders keep. a 4 Let mortals tremble, and adore A God of such resistless pow'r, Nor dare indulge their, feeble rage: -Vain are their thoughts, and weak their hands; g But his eternal counsel stands, 0 1 And rules the world from age to age. P. M. SECOND PART. Cumberland. [*] Reveals the treasures of his word, He form'd their hearts, he knows their ways; d 2 Let kings rely upon their host, When death, or dangers threat'ning stand; • Thy watchful eye preserves the just, Who make thy name their fear and trust, When wars or famine waste the land. -4 In sickness, or the bloody field, Thou our Physician, thou our shield, Send us salvation from thy throne: e We wait to see thy goodness shine; o Let us rejoice in help divine, For all our hope is God alone. |